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It was a beautiful winter morning with a little fog and sun in a bright shade of orange. This was the time when you could stare at the sun without flinching. The climate was not downright cold but there was chilly in the air which was appreciated and also waited for. These kinds of morning were to be treasured or at least enjoyed. It was enjoyed by some people and treasured by some. But Heena was not one of them, she got up on her time without even looking outside. For her, weather didn't matter nor the season. She only lived because she had to. There was no other reason for her to continue she looked at life as a chore that too a tedious chore which she had to finish. She woke up before the alarm and switched it off. That was her daily routine still she kept the alarm every night. After making the bed she freshened up and made tea and breakfast. Breakfast contained cereals everyday, the same flavor of the same brand. After finishing it she made sandwich for her lunch and packed it. After getting ready she left for office.
Her routine didn't stop at home, she took the same bus everyday since past 1 year. There were other passengers who were also regular passengers who saw her everyday but she didn't look at anyone else, nor did she acknowledged anyone.
After reaching office also she only responded to people who wished her good morning, many had stopped as nothing thawed the coldness in her eyes. She never smiled or chatted with anyone except of her work. After trying for few months the people in her office had different ideas that why she was that way. According to some she was ill, according to some she was too arrogant, and according to some she was hiding something.
Heena knew what others talked about her, but it didn't bother her. She didn't care what others talked about her or thought about her. To live she had to eat and to eat she had to earn. Of course to earn she had to work which she was doing. It didn't have to be anything else than tolerable. She came on time finished she was the way she wanted to be ALONE.
Her routine didn't stop at home, she took the same bus everyday since past 1 year. There were other passengers who were also regular passengers who saw her everyday but she didn't look at anyone else, nor did she acknowledged anyone.
After reaching office also she only responded to people who wished her good morning, many had stopped as nothing thawed the coldness in her eyes. She never smiled or chatted with anyone except of her work. After trying for few months the people in her office had different ideas that why she was that way. According to some she was ill, according to some she was too arrogant, and according to some she was hiding something.
Heena knew what others talked about her, but it didn't bother her. She didn't care what others talked about her or thought about her. To live she had to eat and to eat she had to earn. Of course to earn she had to work which she was doing. It didn't have to be anything else than tolerable. She came on time finished she was the way she wanted to be ALONE.
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